I went for a walk after dawn,
Setting a comfortable pace,
Not yet warmed by the morning sun,
The air was cold against my face.
Walking with silent reflections,
I was not the only one out,
Like me there were other walkers,
Marching quick or rambling about.
I breathed in the fragrant freshness,
For company I did not care,
It was comforting solitude,
Birdsongs filling the sunny air.